Lost In The Static

And in the end I will show you that this life is only madness

Can we filter out the toxicity and find worth in the static

We build and build we forget the model, we design the madness

Please breathe, and we paint it gold

A blur on the horizon we fail to keep site over and over again

Swarming and spiraling burning at both ends

Open your palms up resist the current

I am not your fathers son

I am not your fathers son and you'll find me at the end

Lost in the static

Lost in the static

Come dig me up, wipe the earth from my bones

I am not your fathers son

I am not your fathers sonand you'll find me at the end

Lost in the static

Lost in the static

Come dig me up, wipe the earth from my bones

With pressure we creak and we bend. Crimson feet trample our joints

We splinter and break. We suffer again

We become a path others use to take

A distant undertaking to suffer the same

I'll stand right beside you. We slog side by side

Cecome a path others use to take

Lost in the static

Just to suffer the same

Come dig me up, wipe the earth from my bones

Hold me up and join me on the horizon

Kill whats left of the inner glow

Giving up the ghost

Growing cold

We never begin

Our own feet trample our joints, we burn at both ends

A blur on the horizon

We become a path others use to take

A distant undertaking to suffer the same

I'll stand right beside you. We slog side by side

Lost in the static

Ee build and build we forget the model, we design madness and

Paint it gold

I am not your fathers son

I am not your fathers son and you'll find me at the end

Lost in the static

Lost in the static

Come dig me up, wipe the earth from my bones

I am not your fathers son

I am not your fathers son and you'll find me at the end

Lost in the static

Lost in the static

Come dig me up, wipe the earth from my bones